Stay with Me: The Moran Brothers Series

Chapter 9

Elevation

Reminisce

“Come upstairs with me.It’ll only take a minute,” Knight says as he takes off his helmet.

I nod and climb off the bike to follow him. It’s only as I start to move my feet that I think better of going up with him. It’s too late now. He has his hand on the small of my back, leading me to the elevator.

My mind has been playing tug of war since we finished dinner and he asked that question. Would I be with Knight if it hadn’t been for that case? Yet that case is what put us in each other’s paths.

My life was on the line from the moment it landed on my desk. I was so sheltered and na?ve. Bad guys were only on TV until I took that job, and still, I hadn’t taken that seriously.

I thought I was invincible until I came face to face with death. It wasn’t a Hollywood movie anymore when my life was threatened and the attempt was almost successful. Talk about scared straight.

I tucked my tail and ran. I sure did have my dad pull every string he could to help me start my practice as an IP lawyer. The elevator stops between floors pulling me out of my thoughts.

I look at Knight as he steps away from the panel. He stalks toward me until I’m cornered against the metal wall.

“Wh … what are you doing?” I breathe.

He places one hand on my waist and the other one he cups the side of my neck with. Slowly, he drags his thumb from my chin to the base of my throat. I shiver from his touch.

The way he licks his lips and those blue eyes sparkle, it’s clear he knows exactly how that hold affects me. He moves so close; I can feel his erection as he grows in his jeans.

“You said this elevator was on your list,” he says huskily.

It takes a moment before his words click through the fog that’s started in my brain. I release a short breathless laugh. I shake my head and push at his chest.

“That’s not happening,” I scoff.

He leans in close until his lips are a breath away from mine. “Tell me you don’t feel that. You make my body buzz with need for you. Are you really going to deny what I can do for you?”

He moves his hand on my waist up over my ribs. I nearly whimper. It’s been so long, and I know for a fact he will knock the dust off this pussy, but that’s the problem. If I allow Knight to touch me, there’s no telling where things will take us.

You don’t just take one hit of Knight. I’ll be calling him all week for seconds, thirds, shit, he’ll be on speed dial for at least a month. My pussy is drooling for him already, like I asked her for her opinion.

“I came for my earrings.”

He snorts, his breath fanning my lips. “Maybe, but before you leave, you’re coming for me.”

With that, he flicks his tongue out over my lips. Instantly, my arms are around his neck as if they have a mind of their own. He growls and takes my lips so fast my head spins.

Here’s the thing about Knight. He does everything with a rhythm. Like music is playing in his head while he’s devouring you. It’s mind numbing. Never the same, but always just right for the occasion.

Tonight, he’s setting a medium tempo that promises to mess my head up. I move with him, it’s the best thing to do. I’ll still get lost in this ride, but I’ll come out on the other side wearing a completely sated glow.

I dive my fingers in his hair as he moves his lips to my jaw. Each kiss is like fire, flaming along my skin and consuming me. When he gets to my spot on my neck and sucks the skin into his mouth, I arch into him and cry out.

“Ah,” I moan.

In what seems like one swift movement, he lifts the hem of my dress over my hips and has me wrapped around his waist as he pins my back to the elevator. The energy coming off him is like a caged animal ready to pounce. I quake as his hold on my throat tightens.

“There’s my girl,” he breathes in that sexy tone of his.

He grinds into me through my damp panties and his tightening jeans. I’m sure he’s about to burst through them as I feel him growing harder. This man. Why is he the only one who makes me feel this way?

“Knight,” I groan his name as I spiral down the rabbit hole.

He swirls his tongue on my skin as he moves down from the base of my throat to the opening of the V of my dress. He flicks those blues up at me, and I cream my panties. Knight has a way of looking at me as if I’m the most desirable woman in the world. It’s a heady feeling. It always makes me feel so powerful and beautiful.

As the middle child in my family, I’ve felt powerless on more occasions than I’d like to count. I admire my big sister for taking her life in her own hands. Knight has been my only rebellious act. My dirty little secret.

“You taste so good. I need a taste of that tight pussy.”

Before I can reply he lifts me onto his shoulders. I yelp as he locks an arm around my waist and tugs my panties aside with his free hand. I drop my head back and let out a long moan when his hot mouth latches onto me.

I have no choice but to reach for the cage of the elevator, in order to have something to hold onto and anchor myself. Rocking my hips to the rhythm he sets as he eats me out, I show no shame. I ride his face like a countdown is running and a million dollar purse awaits my eight seconds.

His hungry moans and groans cause me to ride harder and faster. The metal rings I have my fingers in, bite into my skin, but I’m too far gone to care. The fact that he’s holding all this ass up effortlessly is a turn on in itself.

“Damn, Knight. Yes,” I cry.

His response is to slurp and suck harder. It’s all too much and not enough at the same time. My heart is pounding at an alarming rate, but I want him inside me so bad I think I’m going to snap if I don’t have him.

I erupt all over his face with a scream. The satisfied sound that comes from him is full of pride. That pride is reflected in the smile on his lips as he lowers me to his waist again.

“Same rules?”

“Yes,” I pant.

I have a latex allergy. I don’t fare well with alternatives either. We have shared test results regularly. If we have partners in between our breaks, we let each other know. In the back of my mind, I question if he’s been with anyone in the last year.

I cross and roll my eyes as he enters me with that huge dick of his. I guess that’s my answer. The rumble that comes from his chest as he fully seats himself is like a boost to my ego. The look in his eyes is just a cherry on top.

“Fuck, Rem. This shit just gets better, baby,” he groans before taking my mouth again.

He starts to rock into me with his rhythmic way of fucking and I forget all the reasons I’ve been telling myself this can’t work. Instead, I count all the reasons it should and could. Top of the list is the mind-blowing sex.

“Oh my God,” I scream as he releases my lips and starts to kiss his way from my mouth to my jaw and then my neck.

When he gets to my ear, he pants against the shell. “I’ve missed being inside you. No other pussy will do. You’ve ruined me, Rem.”

I squeeze my eyes shut. I can’t afford to get caught up in the moment. This is sex. I will not be pulled out with the tide.

Suddenly he stops. Opening my eyes, I find him glaring at me. I’m dripping all over him while he impales me, but he looks pissed.

“What?”

“You know what,” he says. Reaching between us, he tears my panties from my body before he cups both my ass cheeks. “Your focus is on me. Stop trying to shut me out. I’m warning you.”

“Warning me?”

He lifts a brow. Next thing I know, he’s thrusting into me and working his hips like a pro. This motherfucker. He has to cover my mouth with one hand as he continues to guide me up and down his shaft with the other.

“I love this wet pussy,” he says tightly.

I quake around his deep thrusts. He plunges into me, pinning me with his swelling rod. He doesn’t pull out. Instead, he grinds against me, relishing in the downpour of my orgasm.

He chuckles darkly, then licks from the base of my throat up to my chin. Releasing my shaky legs from around his waist, he places kisses against my temple.

Shit, that’s his kiss of death. Always like an apology before he tears it up and leaves me passed out. I can only brace myself for what’s to come. He lowers me to my feet and turns me around.

The loud slap of my ass is my only warning before he enters me again. He returns his hand over my mouth as he rides me hard. I lock my fingers in the grates and clench my teeth.

“Rem, baby. Fuck,” he hisses as I clap my ass cheeks against him.

I may not have a lot of tits, but I was blessed with a whole lot of ass. Something Knight shows his appreciation for as he grips a handful while he thrusts hard. He’s hitting that spot and I’m so damn full it feels like he might come out of my back.

“I’m coming,” I cry into his hand.

Feeling nasty, I lick his palm. That earns me a slap to the ass and a long groan from him that sounds so sexy. It’s more of a mix between a groan, growl, and whimper. The sound is so erotic I come, showering him with my essence.

“Oh shit,” he breathes. “Here I come.”

He pulls out and sprays my behind with his hot cum. My knees are weak, and my fingers hurt, but I feel better than I’ve felt in over a year. That’s when reality hits.

I’ve missed Knight and not just the sex.

* * *

Knight

I’ll becontent with this small victory. She’s in my bed, in my arms. It’s a start.

Looking down at her sleeping face, I can’t believe I’ve let her get away so many times. I play each time over in my head to see what the hell I’ve been doing wrong.

“You should be mine,” I whisper into the silence of the room.

She stirs and snuggles closer to my chest. A smile grows on my face. She knows it too. Now I just have to get her to admit it.

My phone buzzes with a text. It takes a second for me to pull my gaze away from her to give my phone attention. When I do, I wish I would have ignored it.

It’s Lord and Prince up to their shenanigans. For the two oldest, they can carry on like two children when they want. I’m not up for that tonight. I’m right where I want to be. I’m not getting out of my bed to jump on some plane.

“Whatever,” I murmur and toss the phone back down.